strip(p)ed feelings

That was supposed to mean striped, as in horizontal or vertical lines, and not strip(p)ed as in not wearing any clothing or loin cloths or leaves.

anyway, less than 10hrs to go before I'm due to report for my internship at BDO Raffles, which I am so excited! Really ought to thank my bitching buddy K.S. for obtaining the namecard for me. Not for him, I'll probably be spending my days in school now doing term 3A with some Indian professor spouting technically challenging terms for FIIM.

Just exchanged email with Hayley, one of my closest friend I've made from Sloane last summer, to tell her about me going to Europe this Fall, and she was so sweet to tell me to drop by Manchester to relieve our kids-bashing moments! She also said something which really strike me: Internship sounds important. Reflected upon that and I guess it does matters to a certain extent. The description 'Internship" just sounds so much more grand than "Attachment' or worse, 'Industrial Attachment'! Ha! Maybe that's just another of my stupid thoughts.

I was in dilemma for a good half hour deciding which shirt to wear, then another 30 mins on which tie to match while facing my shirts. Opted for a not too loud slim vertical striped shirt with a brown tie with diagonal bold stripes, and my newly bought cheapo pants from Zara. Should stop torturing those ck pants after countless wearing, and hate to have tight crotch in those woolen Hugo, besides, temperature's too high for my balls to sweat! Ha.

Note to self: behave really well and try not to scare others tomorrow; do NOT bring up, and don't even THINK of the conversation that "I intend to bring my tea sachets in 3 different varieties and those tea-time cookies on first day of work, but decided to not do cos' it's so embarrassing and inappropriate to be munching away on first day of internship"